Iâm so numbed by the medication that I can barely feel anything anymore. But Iâm not so tired that I can fall asleep.
And when I do fall asleep, I have terrible dreams that leave me waking up confused, terrified and distressed.
Depression is a vacuum, and nature abhors a vacuum, so it fills it with pain.
An unbearable pain whose most unbearable quality is that it isnât unbearable at all.
If it were, I might finally be granted that longed-for sweet fruit of eternal sleep.









